Spider-Idiot!

Lord, but I am a fool sometimes.

So, I got an email today from the Navy Pier: IMAX telling me that tickets are now available online for the opening weekend of Spiderman 3! And OF COURSE, because I am die-hard geek and I am Dying to see this thing, I resolved myself to buy tickets, asap.

4 of them.

1 for me and 3 for friends. Who knows? I might even take a date. A spider-date!

Tickets are $15 a pop. With processing fees, the whole shebang cost me $64. Not exactly cash that I have laying around right now, but this is SPIDERMAN 3! OPENING WEEKEND! ON THE FUCKING IMAX! I'll eat Ramen for a few days to get that ticket.

I picked the 7pm show on Saturday, May 5th.
I got 4 seats in the middle of Row F.
They are non-refundable and non-exchangable.
I entered my credit card information and made the purchase.

It wasn't until I got my emailed confirmation that I knew the ridiculous mistake that I'd made.

Saturday, May 5th, in addition to being Cinco De Mayo, is also the night of the Babes Across Borders: Belmont Burlesque Martyrs MegaShow!

Fuck me with a Web-Shooter!

That show is our first co-production with another team of girls. In this case, the lovely ladies of the SteelTown Sirens from Canada are coming down to perform with us. And because we're performing in Martyrs, instead of The Playground, we can potentially seat up to 300 people. Easily the biggest venue that we've ever played in. It's a big, big, big night for the show.

Ah, fuck.

The long and short of it is... there's no way on Earth that I'm missing that Burlesque show. It's too important to the girls. It's too important to me. Missing that or coming late to call is just not an option.

So now I'm out 60 bucks for tickets that I can't use to an opening weekend showing of one of the biggest movies of the year.

Goddammit.

Now I know how Peter Parker feels. Always reaching for the brass ring and coming up short because of his obligations to those that he loves. Gifted with amazing powers beyond the normal man and unable to shine...because he's fucking stuck, being Hendo's fucking sidekick.

Fuck.

I am a Spider-Idiot.

Donning his mask and web-slinging across a rainy Chicago skyline,
Mr.B

PS. Incidentally, I happen to have 4 tickets for the 7pm showing of Spiderman 3 on Saturday, May 5th available for cost, if anyone wants them! They're in the absolute middle of row F, basically dead center. I can let you have them for $60 (obo). Email or text me, if you want them! Or post in the comments below!